Predictions

A father goes into his son's room to wish him goodnight. His son is
having a nightmare. The
man wakes him and asks his son if he is OK. The son replies he is scared
because he dreamt that Auntie Susie had died. The father assures the son
that Auntie Susie is fine and sends him to bed. The next day, Auntie
Susie dies. One week later, the man again goes into his son's room to
wish him goodnight. His son is having another nightmare and the man
again wakes his son. The son this time says that he had dreamt that
granddaddy had died. The father assures the son that granddaddy is fine
and sends him to bed. The next day, granddaddy dies. One week
later, the man goes into his son's room to wish him goodnight. His son
is having another night mare. The man once again wakes his son. The son
this time says that he had dreamt that daddy had died. So the father
assures the son that he is absolutely fine, and sends the boy to bed.
The man goes to bed but cannot sleep because he is so terrified. The
next day, the man is scared for his life. He is sure is going to die.
After dressing, he drives very cautiously to work, fearful of a
collision. He doesn't eat lunch because he is scared of food poisoning.
He avoids everyone for he is sure he will somehow be killed by someone.
He jumps at every noise, starts at every movement, hides under his desk.
At the end of a very painfully long day, he slowly drives home. Upon
walking in his front door, he finds his wife. "Good God, dear," he
proclaims, "I've just had the worst fucking day of my entire life!" She

responds, "You think _your_ day was bad! The milkman dropped dead on the
doorstep this morning!"